Fourteen years is a long time. I was a teenager when it all started, the first time I saw them was in Smash Hits magazine in 1998, the first time I heard/saw them was in France, the day after my 19th birthday.
There have been others who were close, but no one ever managed to fully capture the place in my heart they filled.
There are a lot of things in my life that wouldn't have happened without them - friends I've made and kept in my life, experiences I've had, adventures crazier than anyone could dream.
Now I'm almost 32 and I'm just about ready to have a baby of my own.
Can't help but think that, all along, this was the way it was meant to wrap up. Not with the end, but with a new beginning.
For all the shows I've seen, the trips I took, the money I spent, the air miles I racked up, the singles I listened to, the stories I wrote, the songs I sang, the hours on yahoogroups we'll never get back, the moments I'll never forget, the tears I cried, but especially the people they brought me -
thank you, Westlife.
Thank you for being a part of my beautiful world.